Yep, this is a little weird but is only on here because I love the Saraghina scene from Fellini’s 8 1/2 and want to share it with the world.
And just to keep the topic current this is also one of my New Year resolutions – to bring more of Fellini’s beautiful film into my life (maybe not this exact sequence) there’s no reason why day to day life can’t be more cinematic.
Hehe, French and Saunders also do a fantastic skit of this.
I am so happy, finally the next couple of chapters of my novel have been written out and a few tasters are online.
I hope you all enjoy it and please let me know what you think, so i can use the friendly criticism.
My only aim of the year is to finish my novel, and I will I promise, no more dwindling or getting stalled by life.
So many New Years resolutions but I am too tired to write any more so until tomorrow.
My face so secret/concealed in hurt/pins stuck where no one should be/I said goodbye to this old dawn and welcomed the new night/an old song that would tear fresh wounds.
There was a mirror image in the sky/it was my face concealing a broken eye/nothing lay behind this mask so wet/because my mask had become my face.
In the blackness of this night/I searched for gold and your lie/instead I stumbled on to a picture that speaks a flurry of words/abuse thrown at my self.
This secret face behind which lies/not my face but yours stamped with a multitude of broken dreams all singing to the same tune of a dirty bomb/splintered into lost goodbyes.
Two beats that were so in sync lost their way/one kept its promise and stayed true/the other fell for the yellow dew/and so the face became a lie/lost behind its mask/lost inside itself/clawing back to face your sky… instead it got cheated and left behind.